Oh, there always will be special cases, such as Aimee's recruits. Several of them are students and may lead us to more recruits -- I don't assume Spon...or or Concubine."It wouldn't surprise me to find quite a few Sponsors working for Aimee. I have an informal theory that being a sex worker who remains mentally healthy, selects for some of the things that make a competent soldier, for which CAP selects. While I could ask Louise or John about the NCO view, though, they might tell me that the. As Jordan began a steady rhythm fucking me. I actually couldn’t believe how wet I was staying. There was so much going on all at once. T came over and rubbed his hand across my back. He bent down, made eye contact with me and asked if I was okay and having fun. I nodded. I actually don’t know how long this went on. Jordan was fucking me hard and then switching to very slow. From time to time he’d smack my ass, which caused me to cry out, but I loved it. I just kept looking into Patrick’s dark. I got up on my knees sideways in the seat and took his cock in one hand, holding it between my thumb and fore finger. It was the first time I'd ever touched another man’s cock. Taking a deep breath, I leaned over to put my face in his lap and bumped my head on his steering wheel. Ed kinda laughed when I sat back up rubbing my head. He had a new pick-up, one of those that came with every conceivable option/toy you can think of, including tilt and telescoping steering wheel. He tilted the. I roll over toward her and get a face full of her tits. I can smell the strong musk of her pussy. Her hand rises from the crotch of her panties and she smears her wet fingers over my pink, little girl lips.“Taste Mommy’s pussy. Get some of it. Good girl!” she says as I lick at her finger and then suck the slickness off into my mouth. It tastes salty and a little like snot. However, the closeness of her body and the way she’s talking to me and the source of that pungent sauce on her wet fingers.